Friday, March 2, 2012
This isn't the sort of thing that happens to someone like you.
Today, I had a glass of wine, thawed out my stew, ate well, talked to my friend on the phone, tried to write a story and booked a ticket to London.
Yesterday, however, I got a book signed by the author:
Someday this'll be worth something.
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